Refusing To Have An Opinion Is A

The Facts Are To Blame, My Friend. We Are All Imprisoned By Facts: I Was Born, I Exist.

Each Of Us, Face To Face With Other Men, Is Clothed With Some Sort Of Dignity, But We Know Only Too Well All The Unspeakable Things That Go On In The Heart.

As Soon As One Is Born, One Starts Dying.

We're Like So Many Puppets Hung On The Wall, Waiting For Someone To Come And Move Us Or Make Us Talk.

Life Is Little More Than A Loan Shark: It Exacts A Very High Rate Of Interest For The Few Pleasures It Concedes